The iron hooves pounded the ground, their sound like muffled thunder.
Three thousand Xuanjia soldiers reined in their horses behind Tang Qing, their movements perfectly synchronized, the dust they kicked up carrying a scent of iron and blood.
At the mountain gate, the air seemed to freeze.
Before the admiration on Ning Fengzhi's face had completely faded, he put on the proper smile befitting the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
He led Chenxin and Gurong, and took a few steps forward.
"I am deeply sorry for not welcoming you properly, King Blue Silver."
Ning Fengzhi's voice was gentle and warm, with a kind of approachable quality that made people feel like they were bathed in a spring breeze, showing the demeanor of a sect leader.
However, Tang Qing did not dismount from his black horse.
He didn't even glance at Ning Fengzhi, his gaze calmly sweeping over the magnificent mountain gate and the five large, flamboyant characters "Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect".
His voice was soft, yet it reached the ears of everyone present with remarkable clarity.
"From this day forward, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will cease to exist."
"Only the North."
Upon hearing this, a deathly silence fell over the area in front of the mountain gate.
The wind seemed to have stopped.
Ning Fengzhi's smile froze instantly.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong's pupils suddenly contracted, and their soul power began to fluctuate uncontrollably.
Ning Rongrong's mouth gaped open slightly. The girlish feelings that had just arisen were completely dispelled by these words, replaced by astonishment and anger.
What does it mean that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will never exist again?
Only the North?
The meaning of this sentence is quite obvious.
What he wants is not cooperation or alliance, but annexation!
It's a complete and utter surrender!
He wanted to make the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, which had been passed down for thousands of years and always remained aloof from worldly affairs, become part of his northern fiefdom!
This is an attempt to erase the name of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!
How arrogant! How domineering!
Since its founding, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has never bowed to any power.
Even the two great empires of Tiandou and Xingluo, when faced with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's immense wealth and two titled Douluo, always treated them with the utmost courtesy and tried their best to win them over.
When did anyone dare to say such things in front of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?
Zhu Zhuqing rode a white horse, slightly behind Tang Qing by half a step.
She stared intently at the man's profile in front of her. His handsome face was sharply defined in the sunlight, and his eyes were calm and undisturbed.
The girl's heart raced, and a captivating blush rose to her cheeks.
My husband... is so domineering.
She involuntarily squeezed her legs together, making her stunning curves, encased in black leather pants, even more alluring.
"Blue Silver King!"
Ning Fengzhi's voice deepened, losing its gentle warmth.
"Isn't that a bit too domineering?"
Tang Qing finally shifted her gaze from the mountain gate to Ning Fengzhi's face.
His lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile, but there was no warmth in that smile.
"Those who obey me will prosper, those who oppose me will perish."
He stated it in a flat tone.
"If you don't accept it..."
Tang Qing paused, his gaze sweeping over the ashen-faced Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo before finally settling on Ning Fengzhi.
"I, the King, will raze the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to the ground!"
The moment the words fell.
Tang Qing slowly raised her right hand.
There was no surge of soul power, nor any burst of killing intent; it was just a simple gesture of raising a hand.
"—Clang!"
Behind him, three thousand Xuanjia soldiers, like a steel behemoth awakened, took a step forward in unison!
Three thousand standard longswords suddenly unsheathed half an inch, the sound of metal clashing together merging into one that soared straight into the sky!
The fierce aura, forged from countless life-and-death battles, transformed into a visible black torrent, sweeping over Ning Fengzhi and the others!
The black, malevolent aura was icy cold and solidified.
It wasn't as violent as soul power, but it carried a heavy and bloody feeling originating from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, pressing down on the hearts of every disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
The disciples with weaker cultivation levels had already turned pale, their legs were trembling, and they could barely hold onto their weapons.
Ning Fengzhi stood at the very front and bore the greatest pressure.
Large beads of sweat slid down his forehead, wetting his temples.
He had no doubt that as soon as that man gave the order, these three thousand iron cavalry would flatten the mountain gate in an instant and turn the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's thousand-year foundation into scorched earth.
This army is terrifying.
Every soldier had the same cold look in their eyes, as if they were not living people, but killing machines crawled out of hell.
In the suffocating silence, Tang Qing's indifferent voice rang out again.
"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, will you submit?"
A calm inquiry carries more weight than any threat.
Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.
Without making a sound, he pulled his daughter Ning Rongrong behind him, using his body to block the chilling aura.
"Blue Silver King, let's talk this out."
"Could you... perhaps ask your soldiers to restrain themselves a little?"
Tang Qing sat on his black horse and looked down at him.
His gaze was calm and unwavering, as if he were looking at an ant.
Then, he raised his right hand again and gently pressed it down.
"—Whoosh!"
Neat and uniform!
The three thousand Xuanjia soldiers, as if they were one person, simultaneously sheathed their swords and took a step back.
The overwhelming black aura vanished instantly, as if it had never existed.
It arrived like a landslide and a tsunami, and it left like the receding tide, swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
This absolute and unwavering control made Ning Fengzhi's heart sink even further.
With the pressure suddenly reduced, Ning Fengzhi's thoughts raced.
He knew that if he couldn't give the other party a satisfactory answer today, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would be in imminent danger.
A direct confrontation is a dead end.
But he couldn't just agree to it directly.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's thousand-year glory cannot be ruined in his hands.
Upon thinking of this, a glint flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, and a plan came to mind.
He bowed respectfully to Tang Qing on horseback, neither humble nor arrogant.
"The Blue Silver King is incredibly powerful, and his army is unparalleled in the world. I, Ning Fengzhi, admire him greatly."
"However, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has a history of thousands of years, and everyone in the school has a proud spirit."
"If you want us to be completely won over, I'm afraid... Your Majesty will need to demonstrate a strength that is enough to completely subdue us."
At this point, Ning Fengzhi turned his gaze to Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo beside him.
"If Your Majesty can defeat my two uncles on your own, then from this day forward, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will follow the Northern Border's lead without question!"
This is a provocation tactic.
In Ning Fengzhi's view, Tang Qing, being so young and so domineering, must be an arrogant person.
Such a strong person is most susceptible to provocation.
If he agrees, there's still a chance for things to turn around.
When Uncle Sword and Uncle Bone join forces, their power is enough to shake the heavens.
Even if the Blue Silver King is incredibly strong, it's impossible for him to emerge unscathed.
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